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“Maybe it’s time to tell my dad—”
“No!” Dagmara snapped. “I’m not having this conversation with you again.”
The prince hesitated, but then nodded.
Aleksy tied off the end of the bandage. She watched as he reached for the water bowl, letting his hand hover over the liquid. First, his eyes shifted to a light blue hue, so vibrant it only could have been magic. Then a small amount of water rose from the bowl, levitating in the air underneath Aleksy’s palm. It began to mold into a cube, transforming into ice. Then the prince grabbed the ice from the air and wrapped it in a thin cloth.
He didn’t think twice before he separated Dagmara’s knees with his hand, letting himself step even closer to her. Dagmara’s breath hitched in her throat as he stepped between her legs before he raised the ice to her face, and his eyes returned to their normal color.
When the ice touched Dagmara’s cheek, a rippling pain pulsed through her temple. She winced but bit her lip to fight the pain.
“Sorry,” Aleksy said. He was so close, she could smell the mint on his breath.
“It’s fine,” Dagmara breathed.
“Are they dead?”
She knew he was referring to Sabien. She gave the prince a small nod.
“Who were they?”
“Some Ilusaurian.”
Aleksy’s brow furrowed. “Here? Why?”
“Supposedly he was here for the coronation.”
“We didn’t extend an invitation to Ilusauri.”
“I know,” Dagmara replied.
“Was he a nobleman? Or from King Claude’s court?”
“I hope neither.”
“As long as he wasn’t the king, it will be alright.”
“Maybe the world would benefit from the Mad King’s death.”
Aleksy grinned. “It would, but we’re trying to avoid going to war with Ilusauri.”
Aleksy dropped the ice cube back in the water bowl and let the rag drop to the cot. He then ran two fingers through the poultice that the nurse had made before touching the ointment to Dagmara’s cheek. His caress was soft.
“Thank you, doctor,” Dagmara said.
Aleksy’s cheeks reddened. He cleared his throat. “You’ll definitely have a bruise for the next few days.”
“How noticeable is it?”
“It’s…uh…it’s pretty ugly…I won’t lie.”
She exhaled sharply.
“But you’re still beautiful.”
Her face flushed, and all of the sudden it felt like there wasn’t much air in the room. She couldn’t even manage a ‘thank you.’
Aleksy cleared his throat once more. He wiped off his hands on a clean rag before picking up her cloak, holding it up for her to put on. “I’ll walk you back to your suite.”
